Other-Worldly Restaurant of A Stay-at-Home Dad

The time on the wall has passed for 52 days, and McGonagall can't remember how many grilled fish he made. He only knows that once he caught the smallest grass carp, he would be run away. Now he has been able to pick up the biggest grass carp from the fish tank in 15 seconds, stunning, killing and cleaning.

McGonagall didn't think the fish vendors in the vegetable market were as smart as he was.

Waiting for the systematic judgment, McGonagall is very calm. Anyway, he has been denied countless times. If he denies it again, it's the next one.

If you want to blame it, you have to blame the previous works. They all ask for picky requests. Originally, they ate authentic roast fish, which is generally recognized. They also put higher demands on it. What they had embarrassed others in the previous life has now become their own.

"If you want to do it, you should do the most perfect one, otherwise you can't afford the signboard." McGonagall thought to himself that there was a smile on his face. Compared with the boring practice in the kitchen god proving ground, after seeing Amy and his guests smile when they taste delicious food, they will feel that everything is worth it.

"According to the criteria previously proposed by the host:

1. The skin of the fish is crisp but not scorched, and the meat is as tender as tofu, but it is coagulated but not scattered. reach!

2. The soup is oily but not greasy, spicy but not pungent, and the best taste is spicy. reach!

3. The fish flavor is attractive and obvious, not covered by other side dishes and spices. reach!

Three standards reached at the same time, congratulations to the host society spicy grilled fish! At the same time, unlock the right to purchase the ingredients needed for spicy grilled fish and the right to use the corresponding kitchenware. "

The sound of the system rang out, with a bit of encouragement.

"It seems that I'm quite talented in making roast fish." Meg's face showed a smile, looking at the stainless steel plate covered with bright red sauce and pepper grilled fish, can't help but swallow saliva, then as long as put on the alcohol stove stew, a delicious spicy grilled fish can be on the table.

"Does the host need to taste grilled fish? If you don't need to, you can teleport out of the kitchen god proving ground now. " System voice channel.

"I won't taste it this time. I'll wait to eat it with Amy, but can't I go out first? Anyway, there are still a few hours left in the morning. Why don't you bring that sword in and let me practice it in this kitchen god testing ground? " MEG shook his head and said with a smile.

He has already worked out this abacus. He can only practice for one hour every night. He also needs to consider physical strength, physical recovery and other issues.

But it's not the same in the kitchen god proving ground. You can practice day and night, and you don't need to consider the physical consumption and need to rest. If you practice for dozens of days without sleep, you should be able to perfectly master the strongest swordsmanship you can use in your current physical state.

The second way to open the kitchen god test field -- sword God test field!

"The kitchen god proving ground is built to enable the host to quickly master the cooking methods of dishes. It may not be appropriate for the host to do other irrelevant things here?" The sound of the system is a bit tangled.

"What's wrong? It's just practicing sword. There's no outsider here. The system. You have given me 365 days to practice hard and finish my study ahead of time. The rest of the time should be arranged freely. Is that right?" McGonagall said seriously, not blushing at all.

"It takes extra energy to make the sword come true, and if the host wants to practice the sword, it definitely needs to expand the space. This..." the system stops halfway, but the meaning is obvious.

"System, you say, how much do you want? I won't give it anyway. " MEG curled his mouth.

"Why, how do you know what I want to say?" The system was surprised.

"Hehe, should I ask foolishly," is there any limitation to the system? " It'll make me look retarded. " McGonagall rolled his eyes. Everyone knows the heart of the system.

"A unified charge of 10 gold coins." The system was silent for a while, as if after careful consideration.

"The price is no problem, but in this case, I need an empty room about 10 square meters." McGonagall nodded. The price was cheaper than he expected.

When traveling, some people choose to take a cheaper but longer car to save money, while others choose to take a high-speed rail plane to save time.

It is a common phenomenon that people who have no money spend their time to save money and those who have money spend their time to save time.

McGonagall thought it was worthwhile to exchange 10 gold coins for dozens of days of continuous sword practice.

He is now half a rich man because he knows where he will go before he gets the money.

"Deal!" The system replied decisively that McGonagall's kitchen space was a flash of white light. Everything disappeared and became a closed room about 10 square meters in size. McGonagall also had a long sword in his hand, his sword.

"In this case, you can practice the best sword skills you can now, and then go out. It's a good way to improve." McGonagall held the sword in his hand, no matter the handle or weight, no different from the sword he held outside.

In the closed space, a long sword stabs out constantly, and the light of the sword shines everywhere, as if it will never be tired.

……

In the largest conference room in the headquarters of the Catering Association in Aden square, the important backbones of the Catering Association gathered together with dignified expressions on their faces.

Robert sat in the middle of the seat, a little ugly expression, a piece of paper in his hand, I do not know when he has been kneaded into a paper ball.

"Well, let's make this decision. The behavior of this restaurant has completely disrupted the order of this year's food list and caused dissatisfaction from many restaurants. Today is the eighth day. In two days, we will decide the final ranking of the food list. We can't let the food list lose credibility in the hearts of the guests. " The fat man sitting in the chief, who is at least 250 kg, said solemnly: "so, tomorrow morning, I'll take this restaurant off the list, and then thoroughly investigate his abnormal increase on the list, and post the investigation results and punishment notice."

"What the president said is that we can't spoil a pot of porridge because of a rat excrement. This restaurant has never completely ignored the rules, but should be listed permanently."

"Yes, a restaurant, which has only been open for less than a month, is trying to reach the top 20 of the list. It's really a success. Isn't it embarrassing for our catering association?"

All of you immediately followed Ying He Dao and agreed with him.

Warren's mouth showed a smile. Today, he just received 100 dragon coins. However, in a small restaurant, young master Cyril is really willing to spend money. However, since the money has been collected, things should be done more beautifully, so that he can have more points when he reaches out his hand next time.

"President, I visited this restaurant on the first day when the list came out. No matter the number of guests, service attitude, dishes taste, food price, there is no problem. I don't think we should let Mimi restaurant go down the list." Just then, Robert looked at Warren and said seriously.